The Maid Is Alpha Heiress
I asked, intrigued.
Charles’ eyes sparkled. “She commanded respect, Mom. They couldn’t bully us again.”
But before he could continue, I interrupted, worried someone might overhear.
“Shh, stop saying that. Don’t let anyone hear you,” I cautioned.
Charles’ smile faltered. “But Mom, it’s true!”
I firmly placed my hand on his shoulder. “Don’t repeat that, Charles. It’s not true.”
“Mom, I’m not lying. Aunty Sibel is the Alpha Princess of the pack. She built the training camp; she owns it,” Charles insisted.
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